I do not want to be
a woman who believes
there’s a reason for the tears
that fall continually.
a woman who believes
there’s a reason for the tears
that fall continually.
I do not want to be
a woman so in need
that life a chore untenable
and love a means to grieve.
a woman so in need
that life a chore untenable
and love a means to grieve.
I do not want to be
a woman with a memory
that overtakes my comfort zone
and leads me into feel.
a woman with a memory
that overtakes my comfort zone
and leads me into feel.
And I do not, do not, want to be
in that place of feel
where no roof exists to canopy
and keep confined the agony
and turmoil of my being.
in that place of feel
where no roof exists to canopy
and keep confined the agony
and turmoil of my being.
I do not want to "be"
but all I want has never been
and so, and so, believe me, please,
to want or not the same, you see?
but all I want has never been
and so, and so, believe me, please,
to want or not the same, you see?
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